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Hall Pass

Jay White x Female Reader

NSFW Minors DNI 18+

@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri

You need these” Jay handing me his sunglasses even though we were just sitting down for lunch in catering. “What? Why?” my attention drawn elsewhere. “If you’re going to stare at golden boys ass like that, at least do it from behind the glasses.” there was no humor in his tone. Just then Mariah walked in Jay reached back for the glasses putting them on as his head slightly followed her across the room.

I roll my eyes dramatically at him “I’ve lost my appetite.” pushing back from the table. “Sit, Sweetheart. If I didn’t eat every time you stared at golden boy , I would’ve starved to death by now.” he growled only low of enough for me to hear. I glared at him, as I took a bite. “A lesser man would’ve left you for your disrespectful eye fucking of golden boy. I however am not a lesser man. In fact from what I hear a romp with him isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” his wink and smirk had me wanting to stab him with my fork.

“ Why are you so ruffled? I saw that flash in your eyes. I’m a fair man, if you want a night of being pounded in to and being called Bruv, I’ll say yes, but you’ll have to say yes to me taking Mariah back to the hotel, but I know what I’m getting into. Those stardom girls are something different all together.”he made the chefs kiss motion. “I’m done here.” pushing back from the table and walking out of the room I heard his laugh as I left , Mariah taking a seat next to him as I glanced back.

“Ugh, I fucking hate him” slamming the door behind me entering into the Bullet Club Gold locker room. “ Who do you hate?” the unmistakable voice of Skye asked sitting up from the couch in the room. “What the fuck?”completely caught off guard staring at her. “ Hey now, Jay said I could lay down in here. He’s a real sweetheart. Seriously though, are you okay?” as she made room on the couch. “ No, yes, maybe. Jays the nod infuriating man I’ve ever met.” Sitting down “ But what did you do?” Nudging my shoulder playfully. “ Apparently I was staring at Wills ass.” she laughed “Its not funny. He then started staring at Mariah. Who the hell can compete with that and she just sat down with him as I left.” I put my head in my hands. “ It’s funny I got in the same situation twice with Kyle. Once for Will and once for Jay.” I looked at my jaw dropped .”Come on, look at him, he’s all abs and attitude. You know what you have. Don’t act shocked that I looked at him.” Smirking at me. “So why Will? Aside from his God like body. I get to say that because I’m sharing an apartment with him and Kyle. What is that keeps pulling your attention away?.” I hesitated “I’m your best friend just tell me.” Her hand taking mine. “ You’re right about abs and attitude with Jay. I don’t know he’s like that golden retriever puppy he’s just so fucking happy and nice. I’ll be fine and I’m gonna stop looking at Will. Jay thinks it’s all about that and I quote be pounded and called bruv. When it’s more like I want to have a burger and a laugh.” I sighed “ I trust Jay implicitly and I get why he did what he did, but he offered me a hall pass for Will if he could have one with her.” looking at my bestie “ Holy shit what did you say? Is Jay really okay with that ?Everyone knows he’s batshit crazy over you.” I got up and began to pace “ I didn’t say anything what the hell could I say, I was pissed and hurt that he’d actually say that. Maybe he’s tired of me, maybe it’s closer to being over than it is for forever. Fuck if I know. I’ve got to get out of here before he comes in here.” moving toward my bag. “Want my opinion I think you are handling too much of his shit? But I’m gonna say this because I love all three of you. Don’t take the hall pass and don’t give him one either. Will’s not for you, but if you want that burger and a laugh come out with me and Kyle, Will, and Mark I can make that happen.” She stood and hugged me. “I’m gonna head out I think you and Jay have some shit to talk about.” she left just as I was debating about following her.

“Sweetheart where are you headed?” Jay’s mocking tone filling the room as he and Skye passed each other. “ None of your fucking business.” walking towards him. “ Tsk tsk you know our rule we don’t leave each other mad. Besides the best part of fighting is the fucking afterwards.” he stalked me till my back was up against the wall. “ So are we done fighting?” his hand tracing my face the other one finding my hip.

“ Mariah not available?” I seethe but my body craves his touch. “You’d look so pretty wearing my hand as a necklace “ his fingers tracing the side of my neck his thumb pressing lightly causing me to gasp. “Sweetheart, there’s no one, that I want or need more than you.” his kiss sure and deep, his hand keeping my focus only on him. “ Keep looking at me like you want to fuck me but you also want to kill me." His hands thread in my hair, as he continues to kiss me. His hips move and he growls a bit of delight in the back of his throat. His hand pulls my hair harder, and it's like I'm completely swallowed by him.

I fall into that kiss, tumbling deep into this moment, forgetting about everything.

His fingers keep dip below my waistband stroking my pussy over my panties, the other hand gripping my ass. His hard body pins me against the wall and I wrap my arms around his neck, going insane with bliss. "You're fucking soaked," Jay’s voice amused. “You're touching me of course I am.” His mouth buries mine, hungry now, and his fingers slip underneath and tease up and down my slit. I'm moaning into his tongue and I don't care anymore as his fingers slide inside of me, fucking me nice and deep. Oh my god, he presses against that spot inside me . My knees go limp and he's supporting my weight as his fingers stroke in and out, hitting the spot over and over. My eyes roll back, l'm moaning, mindless, insane with pleasure, and he's not stopping.

He bites my lower lip and whispers, "Come for me, sweetheart, come on, you need it, don't you?"

"Yes," | gasp, shaking as I shatter on his hand. I come in a sudden rush, my fingers digging into his back, my cheeks tingling. "Good girl”he whispers my head resting on his shoulder.

“Jay, I’m…” his finger on my lips silenced me. “ I took it to far I’m sorry.” kissing my forehead. “Just the idea of you..” I put my finger on his lips this time.

#aew smut.#aew smut #aew fanfiction #switchblade jay white x reader #jay white x you #jay white fanfiction #jay white smut #switchblade jay white smut

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Lost in Translation

Will Ospreay x F Reader

Minors DNI 18+

@midwestmade29 @madhatterbri thanks for putting up with my Will fixation.

“Thank God that’s over” Will relief showing in his tone. “However love what was that look you were giving me from behind the camera.” legs still spread in the chair, where they’d just finished filming. “ Did I say something wrong? “ his words held doubt and anxiety. “This is your dressing room for the day right?” as I walked towards the door. “ Yeah, but tell me what I did.” his voice slightly pleading. “ You only sat there looking like gods gift to women, talking about stroking a goat. It’s petting here in the states, stroking means something entirely different here.” Locking the door smiling as I walked back to him. “Christ, first my meme face and now this. At least it wasn’t something like the battle I started when I said grind.” his laughter filling the room he stood as I walked back to him.

The mischievous look in his eyes as he focuses on me. The scruff tickles my face as he leans in and kisses like he's intent on conquest, and I'm already claimed in one sweeping kiss. His kiss makes me feel painfully empty with a desire to be filled, hyper-aware of every inch of my body. Every part of me he isn't touching. Until his hands are on me, dragging me down on to the chair with him as if I weigh nothing, pulling me into his lap.

Until my ass is against his thighs and there's something hard and hungry and oh-so-thick pressing up against me, hot even through the fabric of his athletic pants , burning against the naked backs of my thighs. Until his arm is hard around my waist, caging me against the hardness of his body, giving me everything I need with the pleasure of his touch crushing against me. Until everywhere he touches me, pressed chest to chest, stomach to stomach, makes me aware of my senses, when he touches me my body comes alive under his hand.

He bites at my mouth, stinging and bruising and all delicious heat.

I bite right back. Fighting him, giving back need for need, kiss for kiss, lick for lick, nip for nip until we're a tangled mess of rushed breaths and grasping hands.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I stroke back through his dirty blonde hair. He lets out a thrumming, feral growl against my lips before burying his face against my throat.He sensitizes my skin with the rasp of his beard, then ignites me again with kisses and gentle, slow bites trailing at my throat, following my pulse.

My gasps come low, at first, turning into startled cries as he lifts me, shifts me, his possessive, rough hands on my thighs.

Making them shake as he pulls them apart, repositions me, settles me down on his lap again until I'm straddling him.

Suddenly, this is so much more intimate.I'm wide open, my panties drenched and pushing up against sensitive, needy, wet-slicked flesh.

His hands dig into my ass, making that empty clutch in me, that need to be filled, pulse ten times harder.

He grabs at my shorts, handfuls of my flesh, and brings me down against him.

The pressure of his cock against his pants is almost fucking me, sliding and rubbing between my thighs, scorching my own wetness into me with heat and friction, and there's no escaping it when his body is so large between my legs that my inner thighs ache. It's the effort to span him, to straddle him, bared in all but name.

“Will we can’t here. We can go back to the hotel.” my words barely recognizable.

His answer cuts off my words burying his face against the low neckline of my tank top, dragging the delicious friction of his stubble over the upper curves of my breasts. He only pauses to dip his head, captures my nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling and teasing through my top and bra.

It's molten, the fabric trapping the wetness and heat of his mouth, slicking it against my skin.

His tongue that leave me writhing against him, rocking my hips, grinding myself against him greedily until I'm all, desperate need, completely stripped of my senses.

He makes a deep, satisfying sound with one last little lick, then lets go, looking up at me with those blue eyes smoldering.

"You were saying?" he growls. “Here, here is good.” I pant. He kisses me again - softer this time, a gentle thing that ends in a taunting nip, a promise. "Feel like being bad maybe breaking a few rules?"

I bite my lip, tasting him on it, then curl my fingers against his sweatshirt, gripping at the hem and tugging upward. His eyes brighten, then darken, and he leans back from me enough to grasp his shirt and pull it up over his head.

Every time my fingertips skim his shoulders, his chest, the ripples of his abdo-men, a shudder rolls tensely over his body. He's barely holding himself in check, breathing harder and harder, while every part of him I take in makes my body ache deeper and deeper.

Until my fingers stray down to his navel, that trail of tempting blonde hair, and lower. Will’s control snaps.

Suddenly, I'm tumbling on my back, spilled across the locker room floor. I almost laugh at the absurdity of the situation as he pins me.It’s the warmth and need and softness in those vivid blue eyes that cause me to shiver. His splayed fingers skim up my body, pushing the hem of my shirt up, taunting me with the his calloused fingers.

I suck in a breath as his hands rove higher, as he lifts the tank top over my breasts, baring me save for the barely-there bra cups that are no protection at all.

Not from his gaze. And not from the heavy, touch of a possessive hand curling against my breast, cupping and kneading my flesh against him, until I feel like putty in his hands.

A whimper slips out of me. I can't help but writhe, lifting myself up, eyes slipping half-closed as I bite my tongue on pleasure.

His knee braces against the floor between my thighs. Every time I move, I'm grinding myself against the hardness of his thigh.Struggling not to completely lose myself with every touch, every kiss, every heated glance.

I'm so weak for him. So shamefully weak, he strips what last strength I have as he lowers his body over me, licks his way up my stomach in sizzling trails, catches my bra cup in his teeth, and drags the lace down to bare me to him.

And to the kiss of his lips, as his mouth teases me once again with no buffering layer between us, pulling my hardened, tightening, tingling nipple into his mouth.

Desire shoots through me.

I'm so lost, such a mess, digging my fingers into his back, as I move against him. I don't even realize what he's doing until my shorts are open and suddenly there's the heat of hard, thick knuckles against tender skin, slipping down, exploring and brushing over my folds.

I can't stop my moan this time. It rips out of me, a sweet hot tremor as everything inside me clenches. His fingers well practiced as they glide down slow, knowing to find where I'm already wet. He has me in the palm of his hand.

He knows how to make me writhe. Knows how to make me spread my straining thighs and lift myself desperately toward his stroking fingers. Knows how to make me lose my breath when he teases one greedy point and then the next.

And he knows how to completely break any last resistance I had when he lets go of my nipple with one last loving lick, swirls his fingers through my dripping wetness, and growls huskily against my ear, "..always so ready for me." Oh, God. Just two fingertips, sliding inside me, slow and testing - but they're enough to set me off.

"Will!" | gasp, arching hard against the floor. Only the thick, pinning of his body holds me in place.

His fingers respond, surging slowly deeper, anchoring me with a rough confidence and certainty that twists me up and leaves me feeling so deliciously his.

He conquers my whole world, in this moment; there's nothing but the heavy rasp of his breaths in my ear, the heat and pressure of his body, the unyielding planes of hard muscle beneath my digging fingers, the movement of his fingers coming deeper and deeper.

Twisting. Pumping. Taking. Pushing me higher and higher each time he strokes, quickening his delicious pressure against my inner walls. I turn my head, lips against his ear. "Will," | whisper. He stops, gently slipping his fingers from my body. That raspy, commanding voice murmurs against my ear, my jaw, my throat.

"What about the hotel? You want me here, now?”

I nod, struggling to catch my breath as my entire body vibrates . “Please." He's already dragging my shorts, my panties away - peeling them down my legs, stroking over my thighs with his fingertips in the process.

Then I'm bared before him, the last scraps of cloth clinging to me, he slides down his pants. I bury my face against his shoulder, feeling hard heat pressing against me, thick and teasing against me until my stomach clenches and my breaths hitch. He rolls his hips against mine, a hard surge of muscle bunching under my fingertips, plunging his cock into my trembling, clenching depths.

The feeling of every inch of him gliding inside me, moving with such perfectly controlled strength and giving me that feeling of fullness.

One rough hand pins me to the floor , his fingers digging tight into my hip, having me to take him at his pace. l’m a whimpering mess just craving more. Then I feel it that moment when our hips crash together, when we lock so perfectly, when he fits inside me just right.

That moment when he's touching all those places that turn me into fireworks and stars. My clit throbs, buried under his pubic bone, gently grinding against me each time we collide. I'm gone. Bonelessly limp with pleasure, melted underneath him while he kisses me fiercely, delving into me until there's no part of me he hasn't touched. His hips crash harder. Faster. His thrusts come insanely deep, driving into parts of me that have only been touched by him. A feral growl pouring out his lips every time he makes me gasp a little louder.

He pushes his forehead against mine, and we're eye-to-eye when our O comes together. That moment when his whole body goes rigid and he growls my name. His dick swelling while my pussy pulls at every inch, and then I feel his release.

“Love , are you okay?” as he pulls me into him. “I think I’m going to need a shower and a massage after that.” grinning at him. The concern on his face eases, “Shower here, then a massage at the hotel.” his voice flirting the line between mischievous and loving.

#will ospreay x you #will ospreay x y/n #will ospreay smut #aew smut #will ospreay x reader #will ospreay fanfic #will ospreay imagine #aew fanfiction #aew fanfic

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May this be the beginning of a beautiful new six man era.that doesn’t limit them to only doing six man matches. That business gets handled regardless and that they can challenge for other belts as well.

#jay white #switchblade jay white #king switch #the catalyst #breathe with the switchblade #switchblade era #bullet club #bullet club gold #the bang bang gang #guns up

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May it be swift and quick, let’s move on from the guy who clearly doesn’t fit the group.

Nah Adam is fixing to turn on wardlow.

#adam cole #aew #aew dynasty

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He’s cleared my baybay is cleared!

#aew #adam cole #aewedit #mine

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Now casting Mox into the role once played by Kenny Omega . To Many callbacks for this not to be a work.

"You simply can't let go of what I did January 4, 2019. When you and everyone else were leaving and I debuted the Hidden Blade on your friend. And he couldn't say goodbye to you when you left." ⇢ Will Ospreay, Historic X-Over, backstage comments 11/20/2022 (x)

"I haven't forgotten what you've done. And I'm coming for you." ⇢ Kenny Omega, "Kenny Omega Challenges Will Ospreay for Wrestle Kingdom 17" (x)

#njpwedit #aew x njpw #aewedit #will ospreay

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I’m in the mood to keep ending things I don’t like.

This is VERY interesting

#aew #adam cole #wardlow #aew dynasty

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Dynasty

Jay White x female reader

Minors DNI

Gif by @allelitewrestlings

Ummm @madhatterbri you’re responsible for this one.

@midwestmade29

I feel Jay watching me as I cling to the last remnants of sleep. “What time is?” my voice still sleepy. “ Far too early, it’s 4:00 a.m.” his voice far too awake for my liking. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.” forcing myself awake and to pay attention. “Sweet girl, go back to sleep, I’m sorry that I woke you up.” I rolled over switching on the bedside lamp. “I’m awake and I’m yours.” facing him now seeing the storminess in his eyes. “What if I don’t want to talk, what if I need something else?” his voice slightly lowered my body responding to his words. “What if what I need is the be buried deep inside you? What if what I need is to have my head buried between your legs? “ his knuckle brushed my cheek his thumb ending up on my bottom lip. My breath caught on his words. “Like I said far too early sweet girl.” as he dropped his hand, his smirk told me he knew that all of me was awake and there was no chance of me rolling over and going back to sleep.

“Then take what you need. You have a championship to go win. I can’t have you not satisfied and rested.” Draping my leg lazily over him, he pulls me closer. His lips meeting mine in a kiss he quickly takes control of, his tongue teasing with bold hungry strokes, obscenely deep his hand possessively on my hip holding me to him. His other hand cradling the back of my head as he rolls me to my back, his lips never leaving mine. I feel his hard length against me through my sleep shorts he swallows a moan as he rocked into me. “Sweet girl, I want to hear every one of those sweet little sounds I pull from your body. They’re mine, just like your lips, your body and your orgasms are all mine.” his whisper in my ear as his teeth nibbled its outer shell. His lips began their assault down my neck, drawing the sounds he craved as his mouth trailed lower. Careful not to leave marks where someone could see, his mouth took in one of my breasts as his teeth grazed and pulled it deeper, his other hand played with the other. “Jay” I moaned when he bit and pinched at the same time, my hips rocking up into him.

“ Patience darling.” his eyes finding mine as he kisses down my stomach his hands on my hip bones as my legs fall open wider for him. A groan fell from his lips as his hands pulled off the shorts , as he kneeled between my legs. His fingers trace up my legs and he kisses the inside of my thigh. I feel him write something on the inside of my thigh, then he traces over it again this time though with his tongue and I realize he wrote “Mine” he bites where the I would have been dotted causing me to gasp at the sensation before I feel his mouth licking my slit. His tongue licking and teasing barely inserting inside as I try to get more from him. He places one hand on my stomach pressing down as his mouth sucks on my clit, and he thrusts two fingers into me thrusting them in and out. I reach down my fingers tugging his hair, earning a primal sound from deep in his chest, as my walls begin to clench around his fingers . My legs begin to tremble, the sounds he pulls from me should make me embarrassed the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of me. “Go ahead sweet girl” his eyes finding mine, as I fall over the edge, for him delirious from the sensation as he drags every inch of pleasure from me.

He kisses his way up my body. I wrap my arm around his neck, dragging his mouth to mine as he slips his fingers free and replaces them with the tip of his hard cock.

Inch by inch, he pushes inside me until he's fully seated. He groans “I know. I know.” Kissing him again as his forehead rests on mine.

Our gazes roam down our bodies to watch where he glides out and back in. A sudden gasp flies from my mouth as he hooks an arm beneath my back and sits on his heels, sending me airborne and crashing into his chest. With his arm like a steel band behind me, he holds me upright and thrusts his hips. I cry out his name Powerful hips snap below me, driving inside, while I can't do much more than hang on and try to breathe.

“Jay” I cry tightening around him as the orgasm hits me out of nowhere. I cry in his lap and bury my face in his neck, sinking my teeth into the taut muscle. “Y/N” he chants, rutting with jerky, irregular movements until he shoves upward and stills, throbbing deep inside.

Jay smirks and captures my mouth. The kiss starts out frantic. I fall to my back, and he chases me down until we're lying side by side with our legs entwined.Slowly, our kiss transforms into something more leisure and sweet until he pulls away with a final peck and tucks my hair behind my ear.

“Wear the red, you never lose in red.” facing him “It’s your favorite. I’d never lose in your gear.” before he drifted off to sleep.

#aew smut #jay white x y/n #jay white x you #switchblade jay white x reader #switchblade jay white x you #switchblade jay white x y/n #switchblade jay white smut #jay white smut #jay white fanfiction

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Aye Aye Captain ! ��🔥🥵🔥🫠🫠

One Less Problem | J.W.

Summary: Captain White overhears Y/N tell the boys a problem she's had with other men.

Author's Note: Special thanks to @bullet-clubs-bitch permission to use the picture. ❤️ I plan on overusing it and I apologize.

@coleskingdom @plentyoffandoms

Impure fiction

Y/N brushed her hair out in the vanity. Just because she had to live with pirates didn't mean she had to look like one. Her brush removes all the tangles in her hair. The door to the captain's quarters suddenly opens.

Captain White himself walked into the room. His body glistened in the candlelight as drops of rain fell from his body. Y/N promised herself she would only glance at him. Apparently it was a little longer than she expected.

"May have to start charging you soon, luv," the Captain spoke. Y/N rolled her eyes and focused on the mirror again. She saw through the reflection him walking towards her. His rough hands caressed her neck.

"Why did you call me in here?" She asked and looked higher on the mirror. He had an amused look on his face. One that she knew wasn't exactly trustworthy. His fingertips rubbed towards her shoulders.

"The boys told me an interesting story today. One that I think the Switchblade would like to take you up on," he offered and ran his fingers through her hair. She was used to his flirting ways. They always went on like this but nothing ever happened.

"Well, don't leave me waiting. What did the Gunn boys tell you," she insisted. She wanted this meeting to end soon. Her eyes couldn't stop watching his bare upper body.

"That men only focus on themselves in the bedroom. You have clearly never been with the best in the world himself," he bragged and dropped, so his lips rubbed against the shell of her ear. Y/N took a shaky breath. "Let me prove you wrong,"

"I'm leaving," she announced yet blushed. She was flustered at his direct teasing. There was no way he could be serious. He stood up as Y/N moved away from him. Just as she was about to walk away, he grabbed her wrist and sat her on the vanity. Her back pressed to the mirror. He stood between her spread legs.

"Afraid I will prove you wrong, darling?" He asked and grabbed the hem of her shirt. Her arms raised as if they had a mind of their own. It was as if her body was tired of being toyed with by him and wanted to finish.

"What makes you so special?" She asked defiantly.

"I'm the Switchblade, love," he reminded her. His lips locked on to hers. They were hungry for her. His hands rubbed down her bare sides before staying on her hips. He slid her closer to him. His bulge rubbed between her legs. She moaned in his lips.

His hands ran up her sides and cupped her breasts. She leaned back and watched as his thumbs rubbed over her nipples. They responded immediately to his stimulations. She never realized how sensitive they were. His lips found their way to her neck. He nipped and sucked at the flesh.

"These have to go," he told her once he was done teasing her. He bent down and removed her boots painfully slow. The anticipation gnawed at her. He gripped the bottom of her pants and pulled. With her assistance, they slid off of her legs.

His hands ran back up her legs and hooked the waist band of her underwear. She raised her knees towards her chest, so they slid off easier. He could feel the wet from her arousal on them.

"I've barely touched you," he teased and threw them over his shoulder. She glared at him yet said nothing. He pulled the chair behind him and sat down. His head between her legs. His breath tickled her inner thighs. "Don't be shy, darling. I got you,"

Jay placed her legs over his shoulders. He leaned down and slowly licked her slit from bottom to top. The tip of his tongue flicking her clit carefully. He repeated his actions several times before focusing on her bundle of nerves. She brought her head back and moaned. Her fingers snaked through his hair.

"Jay," she called out. A pressure started to build up in her lower abdomen. Y/N wasn't quite sure what it was, but she didn't mind it. Without warning, he slid a finger inside of her. His teasing allowed it to go in with relative ease.

His face pulled away from between her legs. She whined at the loss of him. His index finger continued to work her. With his other hand, his thumb rubbed where his tongue once was. She moved her head to the side and allowed him complete control. Another finger slid inside of her followed shortly by one more.

"Oh God," she gasped as his three fingers curled inside of her. The pressure in her stomach almost gave way. "Something is going to happen,"

"Not yet. You must be patient," he reprimanded her and slid his fingers out. His thumb also left her. She whined at his blatant cruelty. He stood up and kicked the chair from behind him. He fumbled with his pants. They pooled at his feet on the floor before he kicked him to the side.

His dick was harder than he could remember in recent sexual encounters. Knowing that he was going to give Y/N her first orgasm just did something to him. He rubbed the tip in between her folds. She shuddered from his actions.

"I am going to make sure you will always remember the name Jay White," he assured her. The captain placed his left hand against the mirror to steady himself. He slowly pushed inside of her. Grunts and pants filled the room at the tightness of her around him.

He kept the pace slow, not wanting to hurt her. Despite his slow actions, the pressure in her stomach started to build. "More," she begged. "Please,"

Her plea woke something inside of the dominating captain. His thrusts picked up. He made sure to be rough when he slid back in her. The vanity smacked against the wall behind her with each violent thrust.

"It's happening again," she whimpered. "Oh God,"

"Look at me, Y/N. I want to be the first man to see you at the height of your pleasure,"

She stared in his dark brown eyes. They were glazed over with lust and need. Her toes started to curl behind him. He grabbed her cheeks roughly so she couldn't turn from him. Her walls grew tighter around him. The word Jay was moaned quicker as she felt the pressure becoming too much. Three more powerful thrusts, and she felt her first orgasm wash over her.

Jay wasn't far behind. He forced himself to the hilt before cumming inside of her. The captain stayed inside of her before slowly pulling out. She wrapped her arms around his neck. He moved his hands under her legs and carried her to bed. He placed her down gently and covered the blankets over her.

"Any other problems I need to take care of?" He asked with a cocky smirk. She rolled her eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep.

#fanfiction #aew smut #aew fanfic #aew fanfiction #captain jay white #switchblade jay white smut #switchblade jay white x reader #switchblade jay white x y/n #jay white x y/n #jay white fanfiction

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Oh Adam 😭

Austin | Hangman A.P.

Summary: Hangman is a no-show after talks of moving.

Author's Note: Inspired by something that happened recently.

@99hook @theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms @coleskingdom

Pure fiction

Y/N remembered the plan perfectly. The two of them always talked about it after a night of passion. He would hold her in his arms while she traced random shapes on his chest. They would move out of their town together and start a new life.

She always dreamed of a life on the beach. Her toes buried in the sand while he played on his guitar. They would soak up each other under the sun. Nothing could ever hold them back.

The car would be packed and ready to go. The moment the sun cracked over the horizon, they would take off. The playlist they made together would play through the speakers. It was the perfect dream.

Y/N waited in the gardens for him. She scrolled mindlessly on her phone and messaged her friend for reassurance (thanks again @99hook ). Text after text to him went unanswered. There no was no way she could call. She was afraid that if she heard his voice, she would get angrier and cry.

After forty-five minutes in the cold, she walked inside and sighed. A sinking feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. She had been ditched. Despite all his assurances of never doing that to her. She was reliving her trauma. When she walked into their room, he never packed his things.

Y/N wondered if his truck broke down and he had no signal. He loved to spend his money on that thing. Could he have possibly run out of money for them to go? She would have gladly paid for more to be with him. Adam had been complaining about running into his ex lately. Did he tell her anything?

Anyone who wanted to be in her life would find a way to be. He was always the jealous type that wanted all of her attention. Now, he was pushing her out of his life. There was no good-bye note to even know what caused this.

A thought popped into her head. Adam loved going to the local bar. He was never one to control himself around liquor. Plenty of times, the bar owner had to call to have her pick him up. Maybe he got into another fight. She checked her call log. No missed calls from the bar. Maybe he was nervous. He needed to have some sort of alibi.

After a few more minutes, she decided to get in her car. As she made her way to Florida, he'd be a drunk left behind in Austin.

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My sweet beloved Will has never done anything wrong. Your Honor he’s innocent and I love him.

Will trying to convince Bryan he didn't used to do terrible shit like yeah sure whatever you say beautiful

#will ospreay #aew

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coleskingdom · 8 days

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Just when I don’t think I can love him more .

I love him 😭😭😭

#billy goat #will ospreay

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coleskingdom · 8 days

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Always

Matt Jackson x F Reader

19+ Minors DNI

Pure Fiction

I blame @midwestmade29 and this gif that he clearly did for the Tumblr.

@madhatterbri

“What’s gotten into you?” I asked as we walked through the door of the hotel room Matt’s hands messing with the straps of the sundress I was wearing. “ I’ve missed you. Your skin is so warm, you smell like sunshine and pears.” he spun me around so I was facing him. “I’ve missed you, Matt” a little too much emphasis on his name, my eyes looking for his acknowledgement of what I’m trying to say.

He brushes his finger along the bridge of my nose, then over my lips. When he presses the pad of his thumb into the flesh of my lower lip, I think I stop breathing. "I know, Princess” he whispers. His tone is tender , as if he can read my mind . My body shivers with delight as he pulls me closer. Then he puts his mouth to mine-but his kiss isn't tender, it's devouring and hot.

My body responds to the power of it, and I open my lips to give him better access, allowing his tongue to stroke mine in long, languid motions. I feel his cock hardening beneath his jeans, and I let out a moan. His hand travels down my side and when it comes to the hem of my dress, he doesn't waste any time dragging his rough palm up my bare thigh, placing the thin fabric near my belly. He teases the skin there as he kisses me. “ Matt please” as his kisses trail down my jaw to the place where my neck and shoulder meet, he lingers there it’s his favorite spot. “ For you Princess anything.” His hands leave my body for the briefest of moments as he takes off his t shirt, throwing it on to the ground, my dress soon following. He pulled me back into his chest holding me there, his hands caressing my sides and up my back. I pulled back running my hands up my favorite parts of his body.

His lips trailed down my body as he kissed the tops of my breasts as he sank lower in front of me his hands lingering where his lips had previously been. He rested his head on my stomach my hands running through his hair. He looked up at me as I offered my hand as he stands back up.

Matt takes my hand and lays me back on the blanket before moving down my body, his palms brushing over my naked breasts and stom-ach. Once he reaches my feet,he presses his thumbs into the arches of my feet, massaging them.

My eyes roll back in pleasure at the unexpected touch. It's brief, but enough to turn me into a massive puddle. Once satisfied, he trails kisses up my calves and to my inner thighs before he finds my center. I suck in a breath at the touch as he pulls my panties down and throws them with the rest of our clothes. Before I have time to miss the contact, Matt is back between my legs as he licks and kisses my center. I grab the back of his head as he wraps his lips over my clit and sucks. My head falls back, and I cry out when he suctions around it again and again. My fingers dig into his scalp to keep his mouth in place, I feel him smile against me before continuing the motion. "I'm getting close." My hands tugging at his

He looks up at me from between my legs and grins, suctioning harder as he inserts not two, but three fingers inside of me. The myriad of sensations plus the look on his face sends me over the edge. He continues to work me through the aftershocks of the orgasm he just gave me.

Giving me a moment to let my body come back down, as he takes off the rest of his clothes. “ Princess, get on your knees and face the mirror” his voice thick and firm with lust. “I want you to see how perfect we are together , how much I need you.” I do as he tells me, “Shit this bed is low” I see him raise one leg to the bed, I look at him behind me as he lines his cock up with my entrance as the tip of his cock pushes in. Our breath hitches together as he pushes in , from this angle I feel so full . “Relax Princess”He moves his hands to my waist, stroking his hands along the skin there. "You feel so good, baby. So right." His pace is slow and deep “Faster Matt” at my words he begins pistoning in and out of me then surprised me with a circle of his hips. He laughs as he saw my face and the gasp that fell from my lips. “Right there don’t stop” my voice strained “I’m so close” his arm came around bringing me closer to me, his fingers rubbing fast circles on my clit. “That’s it princess come for me. Give me everything you have.” I come hard my walls milking his cock as he pumps into me before I hear his tell tell sounds as his release triggers aftershocks of my own. He holds me close as we both come back down.

He kisses down my neck before he pulls himself from me. I miss him immediately he laughs softly. “Miss me already” his words against my skin. “Always” as he settles us in bed, he pulls me into him “Princess I’m always here.” His fingers intertwined with mine.

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coleskingdom · 8 days

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House Always Win | Hangman A.P.

Summary: Prostitute takes the Hangman's money. Historical AU. 18+.

Mentions of Hangman Adam Page, Swerve Strickland, and Samoa Joe

@theworldofotps @plentyoffandoms @coleskingdom

Enjoy my lovelies.

Pure fiction

The Hangman walked through the closed brothel and up the stairs. The sound of his weary boots echoed down the hallway. There was only one woman he wanted to see that night. His Y/N.

Her perfume was the first thing he took in the moment he opened the door. The smell immediately calmed and soothed up. She looked up vanity and smiled at him.

That night, she wanted to drive something different on him. With his handcuffs, she cuffed him to the bed. He shook his hands to show he couldn't slip out of the cuffs. Y/N smiled widely as her planned rolled into action.

She only focused on him that night. Hungry kisses shared between the two lovers. Her fingers snaked into his hair to keep his head in place. She sat on his lap, feeling the bulge in his jeans. A couple of times, she would grind into him. This would earn a gasp or grunt out of him.

Her hands, covered in oils, massaged his sore shoulders. He lulled his head to the sides, allowing her to get the spots she was once missing. His muscles relaxed under her touch. The life of a hangman was hard, but these simple pleasures made it easier.

Her nimble fingers worked to remove his belt. She threw it to the side of the room. His boots were the next to go, followed by his jeans and underwear. Y/N crawled over to him.

She teased him by licking up and down his shaft. He grunted and shook his arms. The rattle of the handcuffs made her tease him more. She focused on the head before taking him in. He moaned and panted. "Fuck, darling,"

Her head bobbed up and down until she could feel he was close. Y/N separated from him and crawled on her knees towards him. She kissed him as she slid herself down on his waiting dick. Y/N placed her hands on his shoulders for stability and road him.

She noticed his eyes were closed and let hers wander. His wallet stuck out of his jeans. With a wicked smirk, she started to focus on him again. His hips thrusted to match her pace.

"Fuck, darling, I'm so close," he warned and with a few more thrusts he came inside of her. He leaned his head back and gulped to try and catch his breath. Y/N got off his lap and off the bed. She fixed her dress and strode over to his jeans.

"Aren't you going to let me go?" Hangman asked and shook his hands. Y/N laughed and grabbed the jeans from the floor.

"Afraid not, darling. I was offered a better deal by Mister Strickland, the new owner of this place. He doesn't particularly like you at the moment given what happened with you and the Samoan they call Joe," she informed him. She reached in his pocket and grabbed his wallet. Hangman shook his arms to get out of his binds.

"How could you do this? We, we,"

"Were simply business transactions, darling. The house always wins, and this house now belongs to Swerve,"

#fanfiction #aew fanfic #aew fanfiction #hangman adam page fanfiction #hangman x reader #hangman fanfiction #hangman fic #hangman adam page smut

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